…a spell of rest, they piled me up another; and it was not until I had at last eaten enough meat, even to satisfy them, they allowed me respite”.”Well, Policeman,’ they said, ‘we are indeed overjoyed at your appetite; it is, after all, only in accordance with your size — you are a big man — very. And now for the pudding.’At the mention of pudding, sir, I could barely” restrain a groan. Pudding! Why, there wasn’t the fraction of an inch in my middle, that wasn’t stretched to bursting point with grisly bits of mutton and hard wedges of potato. But what could I do? They begged and implored me not to be shy! I had a large frame, and should of necessity have a large appetite. It was in vain I told them I had had enough, they simply wouldn’t hear of it. The pudding came, an enormous…

…Taylor.”Mr. Fox, in order to attend the House of Commons, had taken an apartment in St. Anne’s Churchyard, Westminster. On the evening when he took possession, he was struck with something that appeared to him mysterious in the manner of the maid-servant, who looked like a man dis- guised, and he felt a very unpleasant emotion. This feeling was strengthened by a similar deportment in the mistress of the house, who soon after entered his room and asked if he wanted anything before he retired to rest. Disliking her manner, he soon dismissed her and went to bed, but the disagreeable impression made on his mind by the maid and the mistress kept him long awake. At length, however, he fell asleep. During his sleep he dreamed that the corpse of a gentleman, who had been murdered, was deposited in the cellar of the house. This dream, co-operating with the…